Peter S. Quinn Poems

We all have in our lives great believes, trust,
In day breaking knowledge that for us goes;
As this in existence, is surely a must,
Finding something unknown nobody knows.
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I'll write you a painting of my desire,
It's a rainbow that is touching a cloud;
Color the air higher and still higher,
Bending tall in sky and above the crowd;
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There's music in the air,
With songs of love so fine;
Singing passions everywhere,
Graces in autumn's shine.
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Remember all your love,
Though every day is new;
For feelings come above,
To dwell inside of you.
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Open to the sky,
These mountains narrow and high
- Like efforts we try.
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Somber somber little flower
The morning is hour away
Colors of shades in its tower
Blooms of tinctured May
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Blooming blooming red
In the summer's beauty bed
- I have now you met
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Fragile and small things,
They mean all so very much
- Indian summer.
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Adore this beauty,
For it will soon be over
- Nuance of the sky.
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I'll have to go,
Before you know;
For the show must go on,
And my time is now done.
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